It was still that grand hall clad in mithril plates. Mr. Mo, dressed in that fully sealed outfit, quietly watched the enormous crystal container in the center of the room. Countless tubes had been inserted into the girl's body. Viscous crimson fluid like lava, violent cyan-blue liquid like a storm, and all manner of other liquids blazing with intense light continuously flowed into her body.
The girl's long hair drifted about, swaying within the enormous container as if it were alive.
A strange thumb-sized crystal was embedded in the girl's brow. Countless runes flickered within it, and the meridians and acupoints in her body formed an organic whole around this crystal as their core. Vast energy flowed through her body, continuously swallowed by the crystal, then expelled again and again after being refined.
The girl's body was slender and fair, and she looked utterly harmless. Yet the power contained within her was already enough to destroy an entire city in an instant. That energy was still steadily increasing, constantly being injected into her body.
A fanatical light gleamed in Mr. Mo's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and muttered in a low voice, "Just a little more, just a little more. It's nearly done, nearly done! My dearest child, you'll be able to live happily with me forever."
The magic crystal at his waist began vibrating again. Mr. Mo frowned unhappily, muttered something in a low voice, then took out the crystal and barked, "If this isn't something important, yet you still dared disturb me, I'll throw you into the Dead Spirit Abyss to feed those damned humanoid monsters."
A timid voice rose, reporting a great deal of information to Mr. Mo as quickly as possible.
First, they had finally located Latus's base in the south of the Gallic Empire.